Daqin: I became a purple girl

Chapter 1 Purple Girl

The carriage drove away, and as the wheels rolled, it brought up bursts of dust and smoke, as well as the cold desolation of winter.

Zi Nu watched quietly until the carriage disappeared from the end of her sight, then she looked back and finally sent everyone away.

Since then we have said goodbye, and I don’t know when we will see each other again. We may even never see each other again.

Beside him, a woman in palace clothes silently wiped her tears.

After living together for more than ten years, we have experienced so many ups and downs together, and the feelings accumulated over many years of getting along, how can we not make people sad.

The morning sun is rising, reflecting the snow-white earth in sparkling white. The long westward ruts interweave with the brilliance of the future under the rising sun.

The woman in palace clothes silently wiped away her tears and glanced at the purple girl beside her. The confusion and sadness in her eyes made people feel unbearable.

In this chaotic era, women have never had the right to survive. The more beautiful a woman is, the more so.

The cold wind is howling, and a few withered leaves on the withered branches beside the road are clinging to the branches tightly in the cold wind, unwilling to leave, just like the pedestrians on the street, clinging to the chance of life.

Some people are wandering between life and death, giving everything they have just for a bite of food.

She rolled her eyes at him gently and slid past him.

Zi Nu is a very emotional and casual person, and the sadness of parting, especially when she thinks that she will never have the atmosphere of a group of chattering sisters again, makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

Zi Nu turned around and stared fiercely at the white-haired man in front of her. There was ambition and coldness in her eyes that the man had never seen before.

Having lived in this era for a whole year, Zi Nu has been diligently looking for a way out, both for herself and for the sisters of Zi Lan Xuan. However, in the end, under the torrent of the times, everyone's efforts are in vain.

This world is fundamentally different from suffering. There are rivers and lakes here, as well as temples.

The seven countries are like seven top masters, competing with each other, and one is bound to be the best in the world.

The winner gets everything and the loser loses everything.

The world is vast and boundless. But countless worlds are alive, and each world has its own unique style.

However, it is no longer the rivers and lakes that determine the ownership of the world's disputes, but the unpredictable temples.

Ignoring Wei Zhuang who put away his sword, he stepped lightly, fidgeting with his long skirt, Zi Nu turned around and left.

"You are provoking, this will bring you death!"

"Weizhuang, as a descendant of Guigu, you are indeed very powerful, but Zilanxuan's sisters are not tools for you to use. I don't care what your goals are, but I have to protect their safety first."

After resurrecting her life, Zi Nu also gained new enlightenment about swordsmanship and life. Although swords are valuable, people cherish them even more.

She originally only had the sword in her heart, but she also experienced a different life during this period.

Hundreds of years of war have gradually transformed the land that was once home to thousands of nations into a stage for the seven most powerful nations.

On the carefully carved door plaque, the three characters "dragon and flying phoenix" are eye-catching. The closed door and the colorful silk hanging at the door are covered with white snow in the cold wind.

Perhaps because of her rebirth, Zi Nu lay on the bed for more than half a year. Her daily life could only be taken care of by the sisters of Zi Lan Xuan.

Zi Nu did not stop, her sword speed became faster and faster, her rapid breathing gradually became calmer in the cold wind.

After living together here for many years, Zi Nu would not send these lonely women to Qin even if she had the slightest idea.

Life is worthless here, and women are like rootless duckweeds that can be manipulated by others.

The woman next to me skillfully opened the door, blocked it, and complained reluctantly: "Why are you sending the sisters away from South Korea?"

Sealed in the depths of her mind, the long-standing memories slowly awakened again. Zi Nu gradually accepted the reality and began to slowly integrate into this world.

There is still business to be done, and the Purple Orchid Garden is destined to be deserted tonight.

"You'd better explain?"

His whole body was filled with sword intent, and with a flash of cold light, the long sword was pointed directly at Zi Nu's slender and tender neck.

It was night, the moon was shining brightly, and the snow that had been falling for several days had stopped.

"Stop talking! It's all over. Why did you choose to stay, Nongyu?" Zinu asked him.

She was practicing the swordsmanship of another world. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, rolling up the white snow all over the ground and dancing gracefully with the dance of the purple girl.

"Parents? They will be found. I will help you find them soon!" Zinu took Nongyu's showy hand and walked into the door.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

There are also people who feel melancholy that the food is not to their liking and throw away the precious food like rags.

This is the truth that has never changed no matter where we are in the hard times, and it is also what Zi Nu wants to change the most.

After a shocking battle, Zi Nu's body died and she disappeared. She never wanted to wake up again, and she was already like this.

She was angry!

She has also been unwilling to accept it. In this dark era, women are just playthings for men's desire to conquer, or just tools that can be used by the man in front of her.

Wei Zhuang looked at the woman in front of him in surprise. He didn't understand. As a descendant of Guigu who was feared by the world when he was angry, and the world was peaceful when he lived in peace, the woman in front of him had never treated him like this for a long time, and no one could treat him like this.

The morning sun hits that head of white hair, but the light cannot hide the anger in those shining eyes.

But none of this has changed the reality of a difficult and chaotic situation, and in this land, the same chaos leaves people with no place to live.

Walking on the way back to Zilanxuan, Zinu didn't say a word, quietly looking at the somewhat unreal things in front of her.

From being a swordsman in the world of swords to becoming the boss of this romantic place overnight, Zi Nu was shocked, fearful and puzzled.

Things went against their wishes, and Zi Nu had no choice but to choose the path with the least risk. The remaining few people were forced to make Zi Nu compromise by death. They were all aggrieved and sad, but Zi Nu did not want to do more.

explain.

At the stairway of the second floor, a man who should not have appeared in Fengyue Place during the day, with white hair and a long sword, stared at the purple girl coldly.

Nongyu hesitated for a moment, lowered her voice, and said that she wanted to find her parents.

The way of swordsmanship has reached the peak for Zi Nu, and he has also seen him attain enlightenment and become an immortal.

"Finally, "Seven Brilliant Swords" is available!"

This is the norm in this era, and Zi Nu has long been used to it.

Before coming to this chaotic world, Zi Nu was once in a similarly chaotic world, which was more dangerous and confusing than here, so people called it: a miserable state.

Often at this time, there will always be a large group of people rushing forward to grab things that others have discarded, and they will not hesitate to fight for it.

She is tall and tall, and her strength is extraordinary. Even in this cold winter, she is still wearing a long purple dress with high slits, shining in the morning sun through the window.

Behind the Purple Orchid Pavilion, in a small courtyard known only to a few people, the purple girl's figure is stretched and her clothes are fluttering.

"Why are you doing this?"

Under the hazy moonlight, the purple girl is like a fairy coming to earth, dancing with her sword endlessly, her movements are ethereal and elusive.

Jumping forward, the sword energy spread out in all directions, leaving clear sword marks on the snow.

Wei Zhuang admired the sword dancer in surprise. Although his face was calm, his trembling hands showed his uneasiness.

"How is that possible! Her swordsmanship...!"

(End of chapter)